#23013 - Kate’s hair was pinned up loosely on top of her head with long tendrils escaping to soften the look, and her makeup was artfully applied and correct for a candlelight dinner in a darkened room and perfect where they were going dancing. What really amazed and overwhelmed Jim were his feelings of simple tenderness he felt for Katherine, wanting to protect her from the world, just as he felt for Gina. ” “Yes, you might say I’m a regular, but my manners, Tom Butler,” he said holding out his large, but not as large as Jim’s hand for her to shake, and Kate took it, “Katherine Ryan,” Kate replied shaking it, while thinking, ‘Warm, and callused, but no tingle or star dust like when Jim touches me.